After being tortured and died tragically, her legitimate daughter came back strong

Xiao Huai stared at Jiang Yun who was covered in blood with a sinister look on his face.

He took out a thick stack of silver notes and handed it to the jailer, and said slowly: "Throw her into the men's cell, you know."

The jailer's eyes shone as he pocketed the banknotes.

"Prince Pingyang, don't worry, I will do this matter without leakage."

Xiao Huai glanced at the jailer coldly.

The jailer understood and said wisely:

"Don't worry, Prince. I've never seen you before, and you haven't been here either."

Xiao Huai patted the jailer on the shoulder with satisfaction, turned and left.

The jailer took out the cell key, dragged Jiang Yun to the men's cell, and said to the prisoners:

"You are blessed. This woman has served a noble man. Now she has committed a capital crime and will be executed tomorrow. Enjoy it."

After saying that, the jailer locked the cell door.

Jiang Yun's consciousness had awakened, and she heard what the jailer and the male prisoner said.

She struggled to escape, but couldn't move.

The male prisoners had not seen the woman for a long time, so they swarmed her...

Xiao Huai stood outside the cell and heard Jiang Yun's screams, and was very satisfied.

He stood up. Jiang Wanwan must be very sad now. He wanted to see her.

Jiang Wanwan knelt in the mourning hall and spoke to Liu Su's coffin.

It was as if A Niang was still alive.

At this time, footsteps came from behind. Jiang Wanwan ignored it until she heard someone calling her.

"Wanwan."

Jiang Wanwan turned to look at the person who came: "Xiao Huai, you are here."

Xiao Huai nodded and asked softly:

"Wanwan, are you okay? I'm sorry."

Jiang Wanwan said: "Xiao Huai, I'm fine."

Xiao Huai saw that the light in Jiang Wanwan's eyes dimmed a lot.

He knew that Aunt Liu's death was a huge blow to Wanwan.

Xiao Huai sat down next to Jiang Wanwan and stayed with her silently.

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyes and glanced at Xiao Huai:

"Xiao Huai, I have no relatives anymore. You will be my relatives from now on. If you don't want to be my family, I won't force you."

Xiao Huai was stunned for a while when he heard Jiang Wanwan's words.

Only then did he spit out one word from between his teeth: "Okay."

Jiang Wanwan was telling him that she only had friendship and affection for him, nothing more.

Xiao Huai continued to ask: "Is Aunt Liu going to have a funeral the day after tomorrow?"

"Ah."

Jiang Wanwan responded softly.

Xiao Huai looked at Liu Su's coffin and secretly swore.

No matter what his identity is, he will never give up on Jiang Wanwan.

Even if Jiang Wanwan rejects him, he will keep her by his side.

The next day.

Jiang Yun, with disheveled hair, was tied up and dragged to the intersection of the vegetable market.

The people around him threw stones and rotten eggs at Jiang Yun.

Their family members were the victims killed in Lingyun Temple.

At first they didn't believe that a weak female prostitute had killed their own family members.

They didn't understand the truth until they saw the notice from Jing Zhaoyin for the first time.

Mrs. Zhao was also in the crowd. Mrs. Zhao was sitting in a dilapidated carriage.

She was abandoned by the Zhao family, and she was originally going to be sentenced to death for what happened at Lingyun Temple.

But her family took care of her, and she managed to escape death and was sent to the frontier.

She used money to buy off the official, and begged the official to let her see Jiang Yun executed before going on the road.

Taifu Zhou personally supervised the execution, and Ji Quanzhong sat beside Taifu Zhou.

Looking up at the time, Ji Quanzhong said: "The time has come for execution."

Jiang Yun knelt on the ground and closed her eyes in despair.

The executioner raised his knife and slashed at Jiang Yun's head.

"Pfft."

A stream of bright red blood splashed out, and Jiang Yun's head fell to the ground.